Why?
My endlessly inquisitive daughter has discovered the age old question that is "Why?" Here is a sampling of one of many conversations we have these days. This one occurred in the car today:Lily: "I don't want to buckle up for safety"
Me: "Sorry Lily, but you have to"
Lily: "Why?"
Me: "Because the seat belt keeps you safe while we're in the car"
Lily: "Why?"
Me: "If we were to crash the car, then your seat belt would keep you safely in your seat"
Lily: "Why?"
Me: "Because if you didn't have your seat belt on and we had an accident, then you would fly out of your seat and hurt yourself"
Lily: "Why?"
You get the picture. It actually does get tricky trying to come up with all of these answers. I think I'm learning some things myself. I try to answer all of the "why?" questions with legitimate answers while struggling to restrain myself from blurting out "Because I said so!"
posted by The Wheeler Family at
8:42 PM
1 Comments:
The solution to this problem, as in life, is to make your interlocutor do all the work. Case in point, I've created the problem of using pompous, esoteric vocabulary as an invitation for you to ask, "Why would anyone use the word "interlocutor" in conversation?" To which I would respond, "What do you think? Why would I act such a fool?"
See, I've gotten you to analyze me and, ergo, saved myself the cost of a therapy session.
So the next time Lily thinks she can evade thinking with the pithy question, "Why?" just turn the question back on her. "Why do you ask?" Kids and adults love to talk about themselves, as I am proving at this moment. Navel gazing is such a pleasure.
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